Beware

Dont be sweeping wit authority
learn ya place
tonly in it fer da chase.
Dont flirt wit da power-crazed,
day eyes is glaz'd over,
at da sight o' us
an instan'lee feel lus.
But he be da masta,
u is da slave.
Love tis not wha' he gave.
He be takin ya to insult ur man,
da one who given tall da love he can.
Dont tink tat lettin 'im take ya from behind,
will fur'her ya in life.
He be da masta,
u isa slave,
u be not da wife.
youse a never have dem riches,
youse a never have dat seniority,
'member he be da authority.
dat means youse be inferior,
ya musta be deaf, can youse hear?
u gots youse a husband,
God- fearing man.
But authority be fearless
He could care less,
'bout chu and me.
we just animals fer whom he do as he please.
Dont listen ter authority,
tain't always right.
youse gotta shift ur sights.
Stop 'llowin yo-self to be put down,
ya use to wear da peep-ole's crown.
De audacity of authority,
takin ya 'way in da night,
when yo husband's layin' on yer right
In front of his face,
whatta disgrace.
But we is killed if we fight,
so we mus' runway, we mus' take flight.
We must run, and keep runnin',and nev look back,
we mus always run cause we're black.